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14 YOUNG KLONDIKE.
“ A brave girl, Ned,” remarked Dick, after they left
the stewardess’ room.
“ She is: but I won’t have it.”
“ You're stuck, Ned I”
“Nonsense I As though I couldn’t look at a pretty
face without falling in love.”
" That's all right I XVhat are you going to do?”
“This girl is in my charge to a certain extent; I
can‘t see it any other way I"
“ Someone ought. to help her; we might start .1 sub-
scription, I suppose.”
“ No; I'll see Captain Forest and fix it with him. I
ain't got much, as you know, Dick, but I think I
oughtito give up a little in a case like this.”
As the wind still continued to blow, though with
less violence, and it was cold and disagreeable on deck,
‘the boys decided to turn in.
They found the Unknown already in his bunk, but
not asleep.
“Hello, Young Klondike!
asked.
“ She's all right,” replied Ned.
“ As pretty as a picture, ain’t she ? VVel1, she ought
to be thankful to you this night.”
“ I didn’t let her forget your share, Mr. Black.”
“ That's right, always call me by my last name-I
mean the last one I give you. By the way, was that.
her grip, Dick? I mean the one you found in the
cabin of the Swan ?”
“’No,” replied Dick.
“Lucky fellow! Then it’s yours, for everybody on
the Swan is dead except that girl.”
“X‘Vho says I ain’t lucky?” laughed Dick. “If
my name is a little out of the usual, at least, I don’t
change it more than once a week.”
“That's right. Have your fling at the old man,
My gizzard is tough. I don’t mind. Now, then
Dick Luckey, what's your luck ? Open the grip and
Hows the girl?” he
see.”
“That‘s what,” said Ned. “I’m anxious to know
myself.”
“Bolt the stateroom door,” said the Unknown
“Don’t forget last night.” '
“Any idea who that fellow was?” asked Ned
“ You're a. detective, you ought to know a thief wheli
you see one.”
“ Tliere’s many thieves on board this steamer and
d0“,‘3 Y0“ f0rF:'”l it: b0."S; but let me tell you some
thing. A detective is no sharper than anv other man
No; I have no suspicions but I’x-9 not“; 9 , , '
I’ll get on to that scoundr’el vet.” O y )L Open ’
“ I’erhaps it’s your man?” laughed Dick; “this
bag is locked. I can’t open it.”
“Try your knife,” said Ned.
lock, I guess.”
Dick n an. ,d t v '
moms. ‘ ‘$9 0 D1‘) “10 grip open after a few mo.
There were shirts and collars ll ‘
‘ i .' iside d t '
clothes much the worse for wear. ’ an '1. Sum of
“ You can break the
" Nollling Of any "alue ” he said as he pulled th l
I - , . . 0
articles out; “ these clothes are too big for me and“
by gracious, wl1at‘stliis'.”’
It was an old pocket-book tucked away in one mi"-
ner of the grip, and wrapped up in a dirty ll‘.LI11llie.'i-
Chief.
Dick hastily opened it, Ned drew closer, and tin
Unknown craned his neck over the edge of the few
bunk to see.
“ Money here, sure enough, but not much.” will
Dick, taking out a. thin roll of bills.
Suddenly Ned gave a great cry.
“A thousand dollar bill, Dick I
“ Five of them 3” gasped Dick.
“VVho’s the richest now ?” cried Ned.
for you, Dick Luckey I”
There they were, only five bills, but each l‘t'[il‘i'<
sented what to the boys seemed a princely fortune.
And this was Dick Luckey’s luck I
Hooray 1”
“Oh Ned "’
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CHAPTER VI.
WHAT HAPPENED AT DYEA.
OF all the steamers that left the Pacific ports fol‘
Alaska at the outbreak of the great Klondike L‘Xt iii’-
ment, none made a quicker or more successful trip 11111”
the Sarah B. Hyde.
In due time the boys had the satisfaction of .w"-M"
the town of Juneau rise out of the sea before tlwm‘
To their amazement they saw that it was qIHi"5l
considerable place and they found it a hive of art
when they went ashore.
Crowds flocked down to the wharf to witness fin-
arrival of the Klondikers, but there was to be no inn:
stop here. It was at Dyea further up the inlet 1.lr.it
the first stage of the long journey came to an e
Compared with Juneau, Dyea is as nothin.‘a"-
In fact, Juneau may be called the metroi
Alaska, having far outstripped Sitka, the c:1l)ll“l'
Ned and Dick nianaged to get an houror N0 0“
shore.
Edith accompanied them, and of couise t
known was with the party.
They found the streets of Juneau narrow, CW0
and muddy, with stumps scattered right and left. 1
There were three or four churches, three Sim"
houses and two theaters, with saloons ei1ou.4'll f‘”-I ll
Population of five thousand, although J uneau N“
boast of only three thousand souls. H t
But the principal point of attraction was the ‘ Q1
Treadwell gold mill, the largest plant of “S 1“”d H
the world. ,
Here night and day six hundred and f0I‘T.Y 51;‘"‘1“l!pi
are running, crushing six hundred tons of ore in
t“'9“‘0)'sfour hours, of an average value of from W‘
to seven dollars per ton. 1 W,
This ore is mined like stone in a quarry. ill“, V’
SUPPIY is inexhaustible. There is nothing like it an
where else. ml
The foreman who showed the part)’ (Wound “W 1.11“.
explained that no such ore would begin to pay til"; )1.
dividual miner, but could only be worked D)’ U” “I
talist on a large scale.
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